It all started in a shallow sea millions of years ago. Enormous heat and pressure turned loose mud into solid grey rock. Forces of nature revealed me in a Northumbria hillside. Then 2000 years ago the Romans chiselled me out. I was placed on a cart and transported to a stone mason’s hut. The stone mason carved me into a representation of the ghosts of Roman soldiers. My sight was a warning for all the pits (Scots) to keep away. Placed in the centre of Hadrian’s wall there I stood showing a message to all who dared to enter England.